soul_campaign | [video] January 29, evening

[The video comes on to a kimono-clad lady who seems to be mid-tirade, hiding in a back alley. She doesn't know how to aim a camera at her face so you get to see her upside down, mostly a chest shot.]

--if I'm not checking the knitting of the bones and nerves he may lose use of his hand. Ken-san, his body is still recovering from fighting that Shishio Makoto! He nearly died and he needs treatment still! Not to mention, I have patients in Tokyo who are waiting for me to return. Furuhashi-san’s baby won’t deliver itself, and she is a first-time mother. Dr. Gensai will need my help.

Are you even listening? [She smacks the mirror with her hand a few times for good measure, frowning angrily.] I went on your "tour" and I don't care what you want me to do. I've had enough of this. You spoiled little "Death God" boy, and all of you brightly-colored-hair devils, you stop playing around with people’s lives. Human beings are not your pawns to control. Return me to that train right now.

[She huffs imperiously and pushes buttons. She thinks she has turned the mirror off, but has actually simply pressed the wrong button. Now she moves off-camera and is muttering to herself in worry and panic.]

Tch. What am I to do...? This can’t possibly be real--

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You're foolish to think that each and every new person should simply take your word for it. Who could honestly do that?

How long have you been here, little boy?

A hell of a lot longer than you, grandma. Long enough to figure out that trying to stop what the BREW started before it's goddamn ready is going to be about as successful as your grating little tantrum has been so far. I mean, seriously, what the hell did you think was going to happen?

GRANDMA!?! Why you little piece of dung, I'm twenty-two years old! You come over here and say that one more time, I'll fix you good!

How would I know unless I tried? People naturally express themselves even if there aren't going to be any results. If you suppress everything, you'll explode.

[argh dis woman. oh well, now he's pretty much just going to be a troll in both senses.]

Twenty-two? Jegus, that's even worse than I thought. Never mind BREW or the war, you'd be better off hauling your decrepit husk back indoors and letting people who aren't liable to shatter major skeletal components handle the action from here.

Edited 2012-03-09 16:29 (UTC)

[Ugh, this child is extremely ill-mannered. She can see she's going to get nowhere here.]

Whatever you say, brat.

Good luck with all your demands and shit. Keep at it, I bet it'll start working any minute now.

I got the answers I was seeking already, no thanks to you. Go home to your mama, you cranky little ogre.

Edited 2012-03-09 17:54 (UTC)

Troll. And our family structures don't work that way, but since that's not information you can get by pitching a massive public fit, I'll let it slide this time.

What did you do when you arrived? Cool and calm as can be, I suppose? Not a problem at all?

Are you shitting me? As soon as I got here, I had to get my stupid crew of nerds and wigglers back under control, it was basic screaming pandemonium until I took over again. The only thing more impressive than my extensive grasp of the romantic sciences is my ability to get that a bunch of pathetic clotpanned assholes to step in line.

[yeah he... doesn't believe that so much anymore, but she doesn't need to know.]

I think you're completely full of it.

[video] January 29, evening

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